Okay folks. This is Kurt Wagner's, aka "Nightcrawler", blog. It's evo so don't complain!! If you get lost just keep reading or read back and you'll probably find your answer. Enjoy!!
Disclaimer!!: I do not own any of the X-men or any other characters (except for the ones you haven't heard of). This includes Kurt, no matter how much I want him as my personal slave (or pool boy)….. Anyway!!! Moving on…
The Blog of circusfreak666-
Okay, ignore the screen name. I vas a little depressed that day. Guten tag!! My name in Kurt Wagner, but most of you probably know me that dumb ass cartoon. The sad part about that is…it's completely on point. Only they left out my childhood. That is because it's too depressing for Saturday morning cartoons. I could tell you about it…but you don't vant to, do you? I take it you're nodding. Good, let's get on with it. Wait! Just vant to let you know that this isn't another sad "boo hoo, feel bad for me" type deals. Vell, it is, but don't feel that vay! I've heard that before. Man!! Now look vhat you did!! You made my damn accent come out. I though I got rid of it… Anyvay…aw shit!! I officially hate you. Just read the damn story…
It all started in Bavaria, Germany in a little town called Winzeldorf. The Wagner's (my parents) couldn't have kids of their own. One day in May (dude, that rhymes) of 1989 they heard a baby cry. No, it wasn't me. It vas my sister, Mai (where do you think the name came from?). This vas before they found me. They figured she was a couple months old. On the back of her neck there were the numbers 10-13. My mother reasoned that it vas her birthday. Dad gave in.
Then in June they found me. Most of you probably know the story already. It vas June 6 so that became my birthday. I know that doesn't really make sense, but that's the way it is. So now you know that I have a sister. I always knew I vas adopted, but Mai didn't find out until recently. It vas kind of hard for her, but I'll get to that later.
We had a pretty decent childhood, all things considered. Mai vas really my only friend, because we were so secluded from the rest of the world. You're probably wondering why she couldn't go out. She looks mostly normal, but her eyes are vhat scare people. They're red. Creepy, huh? Like I'm one to talk. But really, if it wasn't for Mai I would have gone insane. Don't get me wrong, we acted like siblings, but whenever we had a fight we always made up, no matter what. We looked out for each other, goofed off, and made each other laugh.
I remember that on my 5th birthday Mai said it vould be funny if I went to the church and hung upside-down from the ceiling rafters. That didn't go too well. Luckily the only person in there vas the organist, but she screamed bloody murder. God, that vas loud. Mai and I ran outta there and went back home. Our parents grounded us, not that is vas much different from normal life. Still sucked though.
Basically, that's how life was. It didn't really change that much. That is until the summer when we were both 11. That's when everything changed and not for the better...
So what do you think??? Please review. There's more to come, I promise. It gets better.
